REALITY: Just Doin’ Stuff

Spent a small portion of the morning in my neighbor’s fireplace.  Because I am little and she is not.  Covering the piping and wires and levers that lead to a phoney pile of wood, a propane fire.  She had a bag of rocks her grandchildren had collected, but she went out and bought some rounded shiny ones.  Fake rocks to hide real metal tubing.  I only used the ones from her backyard.